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Run My Shit Remix

 

Run My Shit Remix


Oh no
Mindflip I don't think they realize man
They had it coming to them the whole time
It's Big Merk, but you knew that already
Let's fucking do this homie

Homie, I get up I run my shit
Really, I don't give a fuck (give a fuck, homie)
Y'all don't run me up, so mind your shit, right
You ain't never had a clue how shit get down (never)

Homie, I get up I run my shit
Really, I don't give a fuck (give a fuck, homie)
Y'all don't run me up, so mind your shit, right
You ain't never had a clue how shit get down

They tryna tell me how I'm supposed to roll
The same people bending over choking, overdosing
You could have learned your lesson 'fore you dove your nose in
All my shit and started acting like you knowing the motion

I came to bring it like it's back in the days
Ahead of my time, though, 'cause I have seen the past of the day
Been moving pronto, even though we passing the blaze
Still on my grind, stacking paper, slowly packing the safe (woo)

I got it covered, man, I'm doing my thang
But still these motherfuckers hate and try to ruin my game
But they been doing me a favour when they using my name
Just like a free labour working as I cruise into fame (we get up)

You ain't gon' see me tryna hop on these frauds
And kill the music for the purpose
Of just topping these charts (hey, no)
Cats ain't writers, they shopping their bars
And must have got it all on sale 'cause
What they dropping ain't hard (we get up)

Homie, I get up I run my shit
Really, I don't give a fuck (give a fuck, homie)
Y'all don't run me up, so mind your shit, right
You ain't never had a clue how shit get down (never)

Homie, I get up I run my shit
Really, I don't give a fuck (give a fuck, homie)
Y'all don't run me up, so mind your shit, right
You ain't never had a clue how shit get down (aye)

Y'all ain't fuckin with this
I'm really runnin my shit
They want war, til I'm out front of they crib
Dumping the clip
Don't forget to throw this song on
When you jump in the whip
And tell these rappers when they see me
I ain't bumpin no fists (nah)

We cross country Vancouver to Montreal
I'm a pitbull and all of these dudes are just puppy dogs
Why is everybody lookin at me funny like something's wrong
Cause I don't mean Reeboks when I promise to pump you off (look)

Me and Mindflip are like 6'5 and they 5"6
I'm sick, I see in the future I'm like a physicic
I spit, a verse and like 20 rappers have died since
Try this, pick a new genre that you can vibe with

I'm bringing terror
I'm chillin listening to simple terror
I move the needle, my shit is dope man it isn't sterile
I'm still a hero my verses smoother than Aloe Vera
And I'm the reason it's hard for you to look in the mirror (It's Merk)

Homie, I get up I run my shit
Really, I don't give a fuck (give a fuck, homie)
Y'all don't run me up, so mind your shit, right
You ain't never had a clue how shit get down (never)

Homie, I get up I run my shit
Really, I don't give a fuck (give a fuck, homie)
Y'all don't run me up, so mind your shit, right
You ain't never had a clue how shit get down (aye)

Shit, shit ain't over, man, I swear
People try and tell me I can't do this shit, man, haha, watch
Y'all tripping, man

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